Chapter 202 You're Pressing Against My Stomach
Luke wanted to feed her, and Elsa was totally cool with it.
It took her almost five minutes to finish a sandwich.
"I want more," Elsa said, acting like she didn't notice Luke's longing at all.
Luke figured she was really hungry, and despite his own anxiety, patiently kept feeding her.
Elsa's lipstick had been kissed off earlier, leaving her lips a soft pink. When she bit into the sandwich, her lips looked so soft and tempting.
Watching her take small bites from his hand, Luke felt a flutter in his chest. His body was getting restless. The sandwiches were supposed to be for both of them, but Elsa showed no sign of stopping.
Luke kept feeding her for over half an hour.
"That's enough. You can't eat too much for a midnight snack," Luke said, pushing the plate away.
"No, I'm still hungry," Elsa said, twisting her body and pulling the plate back.
Luke took a deep breath, trying to calm the restlessness and desire inside him.
He held out for another half hour until Elsa finished both portions and let out a satisfied burp.
Luke caught a glimpse of her mischievous smile.
"I'm about to burst! Time to sleep," Elsa said, pulling her legs up and using her socked foot to nudge Luke's crotch before quickly escaping.
Luke groaned in frustration, realizing she was doing it on purpose.
"You think you can slip away like that?"
A mix of amusement and annoyance flickered across his face as he grabbed her ankle and pulled her back into his arms.
Her seemingly foolproof plan fell apart instantly.
"Honey, I was just joking." Elsa laughed, trying to wriggle free, but Luke held her face-to-face and placed her on the desk.
Luke stood in front of the desk, loosening the collar of his robe, and spread Elsa's legs apart.
"After eating so much, shouldn't you do some exercise to digest?" Luke asked.
"It wasn't much. I was starving earlier. This little bit didn't fill me up." Before she could even finish, a burp escaped her lips.
Her earlier burp was just to tease Luke, but this one was genuine.
Elsa blushed, pursing her lips and staying silent.
Luke's hands were gripping her waist, and he paused for a second because of the burp.
"Sweetheart, you're so adorable!" he said, his earlier frustration melting away as he buried his head in Elsa's neck, laughing.
Of course, Luke didn't let Elsa off the hook. Maybe because he had held back for an hour, he was even more vigorous than usual.
"You're pressing on my stomach!" Elsa complained midway, causing Luke to chuckle again.
That night, Luke lost count of how many times they did it. Later, Elsa was so groggy that she didn't remember being carried to the bathroom for a bath and then tucked into bed.
Luckily, it was the weekend, so she slept until almost noon.
The spot next to Elsa was empty; Luke wasn't there, but he had left a note.
[I went to the Taylor Estate. Take the digestive medicine after you get up. If you feel unwell, have Karida check on you.]
Sure enough, a box of medicine was prominently placed on the bedside table! When Elsa imagined Luke writing the note while struggling to stifle a laugh, she blushed, feeling utterly embarrassed.
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